A Beijing socialite stole my boyfriend; she went crazy after I got married.

The living room was warm and cozy, with crackling firewood burning in the fireplace.

The long table was laden with local traditional dishes—roasted lamb leg, rye bread, pickled herring, and various cheeses and desserts.

Jiang Chu took off his coat and sat down next to the old lady. "Your Mandarin is so good, much better than some of my high school classmates."

Upon hearing this, Emma's eyes crinkled with a kind smile: "My parents are old-fashioned Beijingers. When I was little, if my brother and I came home and uttered an English word, my father would hit our palms with a ruler. Later, I came here as a geology exchange student, met my father, and got married. To avoid forgetting my roots, I read Lao She and Cao Yu's plays every night. This habit has lasted for most of my life."

The old lady spoke with great enthusiasm about the past, recounting how she and her husband had argued endlessly over a basalt specimen in the snowstorm of Reykjavik.

Jiang Chu listened with great interest.

Just as we were getting into the conversation, a cold draft suddenly came from the entrance hall, accompanied by the slight creaking of the wooden door.

"What did I say? The ancestor has finally returned."

Emma shook her head.

A tall, fit figure walked in.

Xie Jing, who was sitting on the sofa watching a tablet, stood up when she saw this and said, "Mom."

"...You've arrived quite early."

The person who came pulled down their windproof face mask.

She was wearing a black windbreaker, her hair was wet, and when she took off her coat, her slender, toned body, wrapped in quick-drying clothing, was revealed.

"It's too late," Emma grumbled. "What time is it? Climbing mountains like this, aren't you afraid of getting chilled by the wind? You child..."

The person being scolded glanced at her helplessly, then looked at her son and daughter-in-law not far away, "...The aurora index was very strong today, so I just took a few more photos."

The woman responded to her mother's nagging with a sense of normalcy, casually hanging her backpack and lock behind the door.

Jiang Chu jumped up, "Sigrid!"

As she spoke, she nimbly lunged forward, intending to give him a hug, but fearing he wouldn't like it, she simply reached out her hand.

The woman slightly relaxed her brows and eyes. "Chu Chu."

He took her hand and then pulled her into his arms with a little force.

Jiang Chu happily hugged her.

Xie Jing raised an eyebrow at the sight. "Is your boyfriend coming today?"

Sigrid glanced at him. "He's not my boyfriend, we're just having fun... so I won't let him come to my mom's house."

He patted Jiang Chu on the shoulder and pinched the girl's arm, saying, "Have you lost weight compared to before?"

Jiang Chu: "..."

She was stunned by the mother and daughter's identical movements, and was even more surprised when she heard this.

"Yes," Jiang Chu nodded, "You really have a professional eye. I even lost a few pounds specifically to film the competition video."

Sigrid's gaze fell on her son sitting on the other side.

She walked over and asked, "Is the equity transfer for those ports completed?"

"The compliance review was completed yesterday afternoon," Xie Jing said calmly. "The Lei family was very cooperative. However, their container leasing contracts for those routes expire next month, and the rental fees will increase by a few percentage points."

Sigrid raised an eyebrow slightly: "Which tenant did they initially choose? The one in Denmark?"

"Yes." Xie Jing nodded. "My suggestion is not to renew the contract. Tianyu has its own logistics subsidiary in Copenhagen. We can directly use our own transportation capacity to take over those warehousing nodes, and with a dual-line network, we can reduce costs significantly."

Sigrid pondered for a moment, "I'll have the stores do a joint promotion, integrating the delivery service for high-net-worth members into this new line."

Emma, ​​who had been watching from the side, finally couldn't help but interrupt, feigning anger, "Alright, alright! It's time to eat. Swallow those financial reports and contracts back down your throats!"

The mother and son quietly walked over and sat down.

The warm yellow candlelight flickered in the room.

Xie Jing cut a sizzling piece of lamb leg and placed it on Jiang Chu's plate, then turned to Sigrid, "Can you attend our wedding?"

Sigrid paused in her hand as she cut the bread.

She actually dislikes grand and cumbersome ceremonies and energy-wasting social interactions.

But she was very clear about her son's identity, and this wedding had extraordinary significance for Tianyu's capital consolidation and its public announcement.

“If you want me to go,” Sigrid looked at him, “I’ll make time. Is a date set?”

"It's settled." Xie Jing glanced at Jiang Chu, then turned his head. "March 6th, on my island."

"Which ones?" Sigrid asked casually, "Those in the South Pacific?"

"……Um."

"no problem."

Jiang Chu looked at the old lady across from her expectantly: "Grandma, can you still take a plane? If you can, I really hope you can come and watch our wedding."

"Yes! Of course I'll go!"

Emma said cheerfully, "I'll fly to my grandson's wedding even if I'm in a wheelchair and on oxygen!"

As night deepened, the heartwarming family gathering gradually came to an end.

Emma, ​​being of advanced age, couldn't hide her weariness after laughing and joking all night, so she went back to her room to rest.

The cabin regained its original tranquility.

Jiang Chu was quite full.

The roasted lamb leg is incredibly tender, with a unique flavor of herbs and a touch of smokiness. The rye bread spread with sweet butter is also very appetizing.

She pushed open the glass door leading to the small terrace on the second floor of the wooden house and strolled to the floor-to-ceiling window.

The outdoor temperature had already dropped below zero, and a delicate and intricate ring of frost flowers had formed around the edge of the glass window.

Jiang Chu leaned closer, gently brushed away a small patch of white mist with her fingertips, and turned her gaze to the night sky outside the window.

The snow that fell in Stockholm seemed to have followed them all the way to Reykjavik.

At this moment, the dark lava land was covered with a thick layer of snow, which reflected a cold, almost ghostly blue light in the night without the pollution of city neon lights.

She watched for a while, and then the fine snowflakes gradually stopped.

The night sky is vast and boundless, with stars shining like shattered diamonds.

"Are you cold?"

A deep male voice came from behind me.

Immediately afterwards, a warm and tall body pressed against me from behind.

Xie Jing had caught up at some point. He stretched out his long arms and wrapped Jiang Chuyan tightly in a thick, warm, and large cashmere blanket.

Then he naturally pulled her into his broad embrace.

With her back pressed against the man's hot, broad chest and the steady, powerful heartbeat in her ear, Jiang Chu shrank her neck and snuggled even deeper into his embrace.

"It's not cold." Jiang Chu smiled and said, "Look, the starry sky is so bright tonight."

"Hmm." Xie Jing lowered his head slightly, pressed his thin lips to her ear, and gently stroked her small hand with his rough knuckles. "Good luck. Winter nights in Reykjavik are often shrouded in clouds, but tonight is a rare clear night."

As soon as he finished speaking, some mysterious changes suddenly occurred at the edge of the sky.

At first, it was just a very faint, almost imperceptible wisp of silvery-green smoke that quietly appeared in the distant night sky, like a wisp of silk ribbon blown away by the wind.

But soon, that green began to spread and rise violently across the dark blue sky, and the color became saturated and vibrant in a very short time.

"...Was that the aurora borealis?"

Jiang Chu unconsciously softened her breathing, her eyes reflecting the ever-changing, magnificent colors.

"Yes, it's the aurora borealis."

Xie Jing tightened his arms around her, gently rested his chin on the top of her head, and gazed out the window with her in silence.

The green light curtain flowed and intertwined slowly in the night sky, even refracting faint purple and pink halos at its edges.

Like enormous, shimmering garments woven from light, they danced gently across the silent ice plains and mountains, painting the entire snowfield with a dreamlike, cool hue.

The fireplace firelight in the cabin danced gently behind them, casting long shadows of the two men onto the wooden floor, overlapping and intertwining, indistinguishable from one another.

The fragrance of fir trees quietly diffused in the warm air, accompanied by the occasional crackling sound of burning firewood, making the winter night before me seem even more tranquil and profound.

As Jiang Chu watched, an indescribable feeling of emotion suddenly welled up in her heart.

She had traveled to various bustling cities, but never before had she felt so peaceful and warm inside.

In this icy land on the edge of the world, on such a cold winter night, she was held tightly in the arms of the man who loved her most in the world, sharing the most generous gift of nature.